Scott flashed his pearly whites in a grin once again, saying "Yeah, well I guess I owe an explanation for tagging along, too."

He looked past the driver and passenger and pointed at a man zooming towards the car. "Hey, is that this Virgil character you guys were talking about?"

She quickly turned around, but whoever Scott had been pointing to was already gone. "I don't know..."

But I'd like to hope it was. Hopefully we're heading the right way.

The sign read "Rasalhague Avenue". The plaque on the building bore a number 8.

Perfect.

Virgil ran up to the door of the building and tried the handle. It was locked.

What? She's gone, isn't she? It should be op-

The knob turned with an audible click, cutting off Virgil's train of thought, and a battered, bandaged man opened the door.

"V...Virgil?"

Virgil looked at the man up and down before pushing him in and closing the door behind him.

"You look a mess, Kai. What the hell happened?"

"Danae. She came. Took Rath. Thought I was dead, but when I came to nobody was around. Tried to contact you, but the bitch shot everything up amd killed the power. "

That bloody woman... "How long ago was this?"

"Ab...bout a week. Survived on rations. Please. It hurts to talk."

The bedraggled Kai took a small sip of water from a nearby bottle and motioned Virgil over to a sofa that had been mostly cleared of debris. Virgil declined to sit, choosing instead to push the sofa aside. He rolled away the carpet and started feeling around on the ground, and he followed up by applying pressure to several spots. There was another loud click and a section of the parquet flooring sprang up. Virgil levered it open completely, kicked the door shut, and descended into the secret chamber within. Kai, curious stuck his head in.

Within the chamber were weapons. Lots of them. Most were stolen Clan technology, but some were Inner Sphere, and a few more of unidentifiable origin.

"H..how come she nev-"

Not looking up from the rack he was unlocking, Virgil replied, "It's a secret chamber for a good reason. And besides, you didn't need to know. Catch."

He tossed a squat laser rifle up at Kai, who barely caught it with both hands. Virgil came up, a long metal tube in hand. The backpack fusion generator under his coat gave him the look of a hunchback, and the wires running from it connected to the tube.

"M72 PPIG. It can breach an MBT's flank armor from 1 click away, though I intend to use it at much closer ranges."

He slung the weapon, tucked the sling under his coat, then began cramming grenades into the little pouches all over his coat.

"All we can do now is wait..."

As she faced forward in her seat, Stephanie kept an open eye on each sign they passed. After some time she still hadn't seen anything about a Rasalhague Avenue, or Avenue 8, nothing at all.

"That's it..."

She reached over and grabbed the comlink that was sitting in the middle of her and Ryan. She pressed the dial button, and put the piece up to her ear.

I'd hate to admit it, but I think we're lost... At least maybe he could direct us there from... wherever we are.

She glanced about the outside of the car. Just a bunch of old rundown warehouses. Maybe he would be able to determine where they were, if only he'd just pick up his com now.

[OOC] PPIG? I've heard of PPG, PPC, PLC, PPL, MDPL and PL, but i have never heard of PPIG. Is it just there or does it stand for something? I'm only asking this cause i'm a big sci-fi fanatic and i'm curious[OOC]

I stole this from the Aliens Sourcebook... PPIG is short for Phased Plasma Infantry Gun, IE an energy bazooka. Used by Colonial Marines as an anti-tank weapon, also known as "pig". Quote from Pig operator:

"Say hello to my friend Mr. Pig. He's slow, he's heavy, and he's a bitch to carry, but he'll blow a hole in you big enough to drive an APC through. So play nice with Mr. pig, or he'll come gunnin' for your ass. Oink oink."

Virgil's comlink rang, and he picked it up.

"Hello? Is that Ryan?"

[OOC]
I just suddenly have this picture of Pumbaa from the Lion King... o_o

"They call me.. MR. PIG!!! EEARRRGH!!!"

>_>;
[/ooc]

Stephanie could feel the grin spread across her face, a warm feeling filling her as she heard him answer.

"No, it's me. Thank goodness you're okay.. I was so worried... "

She quickly stopped herself from just rambling on and after a slight pause got herself back on track.

"I was just calling because I..."

..because I wanted to hear your voice and know for myself you were okay...

"Because.. " She almost practically had to force herself to say it. "I'm afraid we might be lost. We've been traveling for a few minutes now, and haven't seen anything about the place you told us to go." After another brief pause, she continued. "There's a lot of old warehouses where we're at right now... Any idea where we might be and the quickest way to get to the rendevous point?"

OOC: When he was a young warthog...
When I was a young warthooooooooooog!!!!!

"No, it's me. Thank goodness you're okay.. I was so worried... "

Virgil smiled. It was the first time in so long that somebody had cared. He listened to the rest, noting the comment about the old warehouses. Perhaps...

"You didn't go up a hill... sounds like you're in the dock district... that means an overshoot by quite a long distance. You'll have to turn back and look for Rasalhague Square. It's somewhere near the Nova Cat Embassy, and it looks exactly like what it sounds like. There should be a statue of Aleksandr kerensky on a horse in the middle of the square, so you can't miss it. I'll keep the line open. I take it Ryan is driving?"

******

"We've lost him, Danae." Yang said flatly.

"Fucking HELL! Piotr, what the fuck did you think you were doing back there? We could have finished it off there and then!"

"I did not want to attack innocents without a good reason. I could not. It is my-"

"Well, now we'll have to chase him down again. He came to the warehouse because he needed better weapons. We headed him off, so now he's going for an alternate cache. If he has more jump suits, the damage we'll cause trying to take him out is going to be more than the aftereffects of a single rocket volley!"

"B-but..."

"He's a professional too, and he's been trained for ruthlessness. He'll throw anything at us to get a shot or deny us one!"

Just like you, Danae, Piotr thought. Just like you.

Danae's comlink chirped and Miki's soft voice came in.

"Danae, the mechs are moving out of the city. Shall we...?"

"Yes. We'll draw their fire - you destroy them. And be careful! Those fusion engines have an incredible blast radius."

"We won't have to. We're in Elemental suits, remember? We can do cockpit shots better than other mechs can."

Danae smiled. She liked people who used their heads.

"Good. Tell me when you're ready."

[OOC]
"What do you expect me to do? Dress in drag and do the hula?"
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"Uhm... Yeah, I think we did. We got a bit busy trying to avoid some mechs and might have gotten turned around."

She pulled the com away just long enough for her to tell Ryan to get turned around and head back in the other direction.

"And yeah, Ryan's driving." She replied as she returned the link to its normal position. "We also kinda picked up a.. eh.. friend, you could say. It's his comlink we're using right now." She glanced back at Scott.

"We had run into a bit of trouble when we found him and borrowed his link. I uhm... kinda got hurt. Nothing serious though."

She sighed faintly.

"I was more worried about you. When I saw that big explosion, I thought..."